Somewhere among thatched houses and scattered swallow people. A young girl appeared sweating heavily hidden among some small houses.
''God. How is this a good start to this body. I was just wanting to find somewhere to sell my talismans but I ran into trouble immediately.'' The girl whispered to herself, but the information was shocking.
Especially the fact that she said it was a different body! This is only possible when an Antique fully falls and occupies someone else's body.
And a young boy hidden in an alley heard it all. His face unrecognisable, dressed in torn robes drenched in mud and dirt. His face was scruffy and his hair was long and uncut.
His body was slightly shivering and successfully caught the attention of the little girl entering the alley to hide.
''Huh there's a child here? Why is he shivering so much?'' The girl, Samantha, looked up at the hot sun in the sky and wiped her sweat. ''What is wrong with him?''
Out of curiosity, Samantha walked up to the shivering boy. His head turned slightly towards her revealing two deep icey eyes and long blue hair floated slightly blocking her view of his face.
''Blue eyes? Excuse me, are you ok?'' Samantha seemed to have thought of something as she looked down at the shivering boy below her. Her small hands ripped a talisman depicting two blue eyes as her eyes shined blue once again.
The boy's body seemed to be open in front of her as Samantha could see flurrying blue power surrounding each of the boy's veins. Faint ice stopped the blood from moving so fast. The boy's mouth couldn't even open as his blue lips shook trying to get words out.
''I was right! A frost physique.'' Samantha whispered to herself. She had already figured it out. As the youngest Talisman master who managed to cultivate the Antique Realm, she had a lot of insight into various things.
Unfortunately she died too early after accidentally offending a True God when she first became an Antique. Surprisingly she transmigrated to this continent as a newborn baby. Unfortunately her mother was on her death bed when she was born and sadly passed away when her body was four years old.
But her luck was still there, she had a rare Rank 3 Physique Called the Mystical Eyes that assisted producing cultivation. On her original continent all the top talents had Rank 3 Physiques while Rank 2s were never seen.
She originally thought she would rise immediately, becoming a rare genius on this entire continent. But her thoughts were short lived as she realised that the continent around her was countless times bigger than her previous one.
In her last continent, there were only 2 antiques running the entire continent! But now there are more than 2 in each family. And this is just the news she received from eavesdropping in taverns and talking to her neighbours.
But based on her small knowledge she knew about the Frost Physique. It was the exact physique that a True God had above her. She knew it was A rare Rank 2 Physique but the downsides were also large.
If you don't have the ability to cultivate quickly, then your body will slowly deteriorate as the physique gets stronger. Clearly that is what happened to this boy shivering in the corner.
And her thoughts quickly centered on choosing this boy as a brother. After all from what she can tell, this boy had no idea what was happening him and it was her chance to make a relationship with this boy.
After all he is almost guaranteed to become an Antique in the future or even higher! It would be a good idea to take him as a brother for herself.
So she walked over to the boy ignoring the ice cold touch and ripped a small talisman depicting a flame. The boy lifted his head feeling the ice cold slowly drifting off of his body and regaining his mobility.
''What's your name?'' Samantha asked again.
''Mark.'' The boy answered, faint cunningness flashed in his eyes as he saw Samantha questioning him.
Naturally this boy was really Dante V3 who had made himself look worse. Originally he just wanted to find out what was wrong with this girl who had such a strong Aura of the Earth, but once he heard she was a reborn woman he was even more interested.
He had heard about it from his family that when Antiques get killed they have to be obliterated to be fully destroyed. And their Plane needs to be occupied. If they aren't they can survive as a remnant soul and are transferred among the endless void containing all the planes.
Then the chances of surviving are abysmal. Not to mention whether you will ever find life again, you might get intercepted by a beast and killed or hit by a floating continent. And even if you find life you might not find someone suitable to be a carrier and be forced to fall asleep until you run out of surviving energy.
The chances of someone being reborn is tiny, not to mention the chances of one appearing on Dante's continent. So Dante V3 naturally wanted to take advantage of this. After all, someone with the memories of an Antique is incredibly valuable.
And from Dante V3s observation she also seemed to be a talisman master. Talisman masters are incredibly powerful when they become antiques. Only one in a thousand Antiques are Talisman Masters and they are extremely powerful.
Because their Talismans can boost reproduction rates on their planes, boost spiritual energy, fertility and even mass boost their soldiers strength in a war! Unfortunately Talismans are incredible difficult to learn and typically they can only focus on one area such as fertility or attacking.
But they can still stand out among Antiques with just that. However from what Dante saw with Samantha was multiple different elements and abilities used through talismans. This naturally shows her efficiency.
''Mark is it… why are you left here in this alley.'' Samantha asked caringly like an older sister, despite them being the same age.
Mark looked hesitant before seemingly being persuaded by Samantha's kind look and answering 'honestly'.
''My parents kicked me out of the house and removed me from the family tree after learning about my disease. Since then I have been staying here.'' Dante V3 answered in an honest but cautious tone.
His voice slightly horse due to the cold as he pointed towards the valley showing a small rug as a bed and some food.